Davalynn Spencer @davalynnspencer Some of you will remember the not-too-distant past when Labor Day signaled the end of summer and the beginning of school. Okay, maybe that was longer ago than we care to admit. However, Labor Day still signals the end of summer (even though we technically
By Davalynn Spencer @davalynnspencer Years ago when my rodeo-clown/bullfighter husband and I followed the circuit, we spent most of our summers on the road getting from one rodeo to the next. Headed north through Colorado one day on our way to Montana, we listened to the recording of
By Davalynn Spencer @davalynnspencer Years ago I heard a preacher explain his take on three segments of our waking hours: morning, afternoon, and evening. “Work two of them,” he said. “Not three.” He didn’t tout one segment over the others as the one to take off, he simply
By Davalynn Spencer @davalynnspencer I took a couple of days off, went to a mountain retreat, and planned to write thousands and thousands of words on my next novel. No phone (when I turned it off). No chores or cooking or other life distractions. Just writing. Plain